Discarded flowers

What happens to the discarded flowers? They will never go into that bouquet that the bride receives or to that patient who is going to get discharged soon from the hospital. I saw a bunch of them lying on the ground behind the counter. Some of them were crumpled and some were broken. That made me want to compare it to humans but I just didn’t wanna do it. Because it serves no purpose and nothing ever changes.

Some are broken, some are thrown away while some get to be where they want to be. Then again they were flowers but we aren’t. We aren’t fragile as them but maybe a little sensitive and I guess that’s it.

Loved by one

They made you believe
Believe that
Love was everything
You needed to survive

The love they talked about
Was the one
Where you were desired
Not by all
Not by yourself
But by just an individual

They thought
They had it all figured out
And you believed them
And then you loathed yourself

You went on to the journey
To find that one
But never learned
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From the diary #1

This photograph is from my diary. I wrote this last year but never shared it. Now glancing through my diary made me want to ummm yeah share it.It might make sense or it may not.It asks you several questions and if you have answers to any or all of them then please contribute and help solve the mystery.Or at least enjoy the post and terrible handwriting.
I had written more as you might have figured out but I’m not sharing that part because it was weird,it asked and questioned things,weird things. 😉

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From the Diary.